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Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Q&A Wednesday

Have you begun to think of baby names or do you feel like that would be a "jinx" on the whole process?

I have the girls name picked out - I'll let it be a surprise... but I'm sure a good number of people out there already know what it is. The first name is my maiden name... and the middle name is chosen as well, but I'm still negotiable on that one.

For a boy - I'm not as sure - that one we will have to talk about and decide on... I know that John has said a couple of different things on what he'd like to name a son, but I'm not entirely sure how he feels about that now. But really - until the ink on the birth certificate is dry - we reserve the right to change our minds.

Does your family know that you are now doing treatments to try and become pregnant? If they don't know, do you plan to tell them?

I'm pretty sure that everyone knows - some family members know more than others - namely in the case of my Dad... he doesn't really want to know details - so I fill in my stepmom and let her give him the information that he wants. Otherwise he reads the blog and skims where he doesn't want detail. My Mom is aware that we're seeing the specialist and getting serious about it, but isn't kept aware of all the details unless she is reading it here on the blog. My older sisters are also aware of it as well... and are keeping up with things on the blog too.In terms of John's parents & sister - I let him tell them what he wants to - and it's up here on the internet for them to read as well... so you know - the information is out there for those that want to read about it. I pretty much feel like anyone out there that knows me well enough to know that I have a blog - has the ability to be as aware of things going on in our lives as they want to be... it's sort of a choose your own adventure type situation - because it's out there if they choose to follow it and keep up with us. If they don't - that's fine too, but they certainly have been invited to read.

If you could tell your earlier self something (like when you graduated high school) when would that have been, and what would you say?

This question reminds me of the Brad Paisley song - Letter to Me

If I could write a letter to meAnd send it back in time to myself at 17First I'd prove it's me by saying look under your bedThere's a Skoal can and a Playboy no one else would know you hidAnd then I'd say I know its toughWhen you break up after seven monthsAnd yeah I know you really liked her and it just don't seem fairAll I can say is pain like that is fast and it's rare

[1st Chorus]And oh you got so much going for you going rightBut I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday nightShe wasn't right for youAnd still you feel like there's a knife sticking out of your backAnd you're wondering if you'll surviveYou'll make it through this and you'll seeYou're still around to write this letter to me

At the stop sign at Tomlinson and EighthAlways stop completely don't just tap your brakesAnd when you get a date with Bridgett make sure the tank is fullOn second thought forget it that one turns out kinda coolEach and every time you have a fightJust assume you're wrong and dad is rightAnd you should really thank Mrs. BrinkmanShe spend so much extra timeIt's like she sees the diamond underneathAnd she's polishing you 'til you shine

[2nd Chorus]And oh you got so much going for you going rightBut I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday nightTonight's the bonfire rallyBut you're staying home instead because if you fail AlgebraMom and dad will kill you deadTrust me you'll squeak by and get a CAnd you're still around to write this letter to me

You've got so much up aheadYou'll make new friendsYou should see your kids and wifeAnd I'd end up saying have no fearThese are nowhere near the best years of your lifeI guess I'll see you in the mirrorWhen you're a grown manP.S. "go hug Aunt Rita every chance you can"

[3rd Chorus]And oh you got so much going for you going rightBut I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday nightI wish you'd study SpanishI wish you'd take a typing classI wish you wouldn't worry, let it beI'd say have a little faith and you'll seeIf I could write a letter to meTo me

There is so much that I'd say to myself back then... things like:

Don't worry so much about keeping up with your friends... they won't be the most important influences in your life. Some of them you won't even remember in 5 years.

Believe me when I tell you that every single time your parents said "no" to something... it was because they love you...and were shaping you into the person you will become. This doesn't work out so well for those that were never told "no." You WILL see the error in that later in life.

DO NOT GET A CREDIT CARD - you'll think that you know better than everyone else, but the moment that you figure out that it takes 30 years to pay them off by paying the minimums - you will see the error of your ways. Also know that it IS possible to max out a credit card on Spring Break - but again DO NOT DO IT!

Know that even though it's the hardest thing you ever did - going out of state to college that first semester was one of the most influential periods of your life. You will survive it!

When going through your first breakup - it's ok to not try to be friends... sometimes it is just to painful to do that... and it's okay to not be friends with an ex!

Coming home won't turn out as you originally planned... but it will lead you to the first encounter with your future husband.

When said encounter happens with your future husband - think long and hard about which photo you mail to him... if you choose your favorite - you won't encounter him again for a year. (HA! Love you, John!)

While waiting for the second encounter with that same future husband... don't let yourself get trapped into an abusive relationship... it takes a lot of time and heartache to dig yourself out of that hole.

Try to find a way to God before you get married... he is the most influential force that can keep your life and marriage on the correct path.

Don't get too focused on your life plan... you may not have children before you are 30... and honestly that's okay... it's all in God's plan.

Above all else... even if you do make some of these "mistakes" again... live life to the fullest, don't live with regrets - and know that each and every one of these mistakes makes you turn into a woman that... I for one am pretty happy with.

And then the hard question is, what is your favorite color?

I'd have to say Purple as a stand alone color... but as a combination... I like brown with pastel colors... brown & pink, brown & baby blue, brown & lilac, brown & yellow... you get the picture.

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Kim

This blog is a look at life through my eyes: a woman trying to lose weight (weight loss surgery and no Trim Healthy Mama), MoyaMoya survivor (2 brain surgeries in summer 2014), infertility survivor, adoptive mother, homeschooler, Christian, and a woman on an amazing spiritual journey. Our incredible journey of faith led us to the adoption of our son in April '10... but also to a miracle pregnancy!

John

My partner in crime... and partner in life. A wonderful husband, provider, support system, and father. Loves Texas A&M football (okay, all sports), The Fightin' Texas Aggie Band, fishing, gardening, cooking, and hanging out with his family.

James

Our son born in April '10, loves getting into everything - climbing - running - and has a great time doing it! James is always on the go and loves to be outside!

Tyler

Our son born in October '10... is also into everything! Tyler loves reading as much as climbing, and would sit most days and read with you all day long. He also loves to snuggle.

Allie

This lazy girl joined our family in 2012. She was an anniversary present for me, when John found her and adopted her. She is extremely patient with the boys, and we get a lot of joy & laughter at her expense.

Dixie

This wild child joined our family in 2013 after losing our Boston Terrier, Missy, at 15 years old. She was a stubborn ball of energy at first, but now she just lays around and snores.